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26.Dec.17, 02:04 PM
Z’rin wondered how he kept getting into these odd situations. He had been minding his own business, meandering around the lower caverns for a change of scenery when a young greenrider approached him. The boy had simply said ‘B’jin or R’nd?’ and in his confusion over the lack of any other words, Z’rin assumed he was being asked for directions. He barely got a ‘yeah’ out to mean he understood the question and would guide him when the boy thrust a letter at him and quickly strode off. That was odd.
He frowned as he looked at the envelope with beautiful writing that said ‘R’nd & B’jin’ and he sighed. The greenrider was likely from another Weyr and somehow didn’t know their famous couple and asked around. No doubt that helpful person either heard his name or assumed he’d know and the kid heard his name as one of theirs. Z’rin wasn’t quite like R’nd or B’jin but he figured it was close enough to confuse the uninformed. Now that he had the letter, he supposed he better finish delivering it though curiosity was getting the best of him. Maybe R’nd would be in and share with him.
As he walked past the kitchens, one of the cooks was standing outside holding a plate with several slices of cake left on it. It thrust at him with a brief explanation that it was leftovers from dinner that night and not worth trying to save for another meal. Z’rin grateful accepted it and figured he could share it with those he was about to visit.
Further on his way up, he crossed paths with V’ler, who was just peeking his head out his door, bundled up in a blanket. A quick conversation revealed the blueriding Harper felt it was beyond cold outside and that he never wanted to leave his warm rooms every again. But he had finished composing something for B’jin and wanted to get it to him, not trusting his firelizards to do it without getting distracted on the way. Z’rin shrugged and offered to take the song since he was heading to B’jin anyway. The papers were quickly shoved at him and the door closing almost as fast in his face and Z’rin only laughed. V’ler was something else and he had learned long ago to just roll with it.
Please tell me B’jin is still in his weyr and hasn’t moved to his office or elsewhere? He was almost there and it’d just be his luck that somewhere along the way the greenrider had relocated. Varralath confirmed B’jin was home though R’nd and Ayyonth were still out. Please let Larrikith know I’m about to stop in for a minute and to sit on B’jin if he tries to escape. I’ll even save you another slice of cake.
Merry Larrikith, Varralath’s voice was almost a singsong as he reached out for the green dragon in his custom way of rhyming names to some degree. My rider is playing messenger for yours and is about to pop in. He says you can sit on B’jin if necessary though that might make opening the door for him in a few minutes difficult.
He frowned as he looked at the envelope with beautiful writing that said ‘R’nd & B’jin’ and he sighed. The greenrider was likely from another Weyr and somehow didn’t know their famous couple and asked around. No doubt that helpful person either heard his name or assumed he’d know and the kid heard his name as one of theirs. Z’rin wasn’t quite like R’nd or B’jin but he figured it was close enough to confuse the uninformed. Now that he had the letter, he supposed he better finish delivering it though curiosity was getting the best of him. Maybe R’nd would be in and share with him.
As he walked past the kitchens, one of the cooks was standing outside holding a plate with several slices of cake left on it. It thrust at him with a brief explanation that it was leftovers from dinner that night and not worth trying to save for another meal. Z’rin grateful accepted it and figured he could share it with those he was about to visit.
Further on his way up, he crossed paths with V’ler, who was just peeking his head out his door, bundled up in a blanket. A quick conversation revealed the blueriding Harper felt it was beyond cold outside and that he never wanted to leave his warm rooms every again. But he had finished composing something for B’jin and wanted to get it to him, not trusting his firelizards to do it without getting distracted on the way. Z’rin shrugged and offered to take the song since he was heading to B’jin anyway. The papers were quickly shoved at him and the door closing almost as fast in his face and Z’rin only laughed. V’ler was something else and he had learned long ago to just roll with it.
Please tell me B’jin is still in his weyr and hasn’t moved to his office or elsewhere? He was almost there and it’d just be his luck that somewhere along the way the greenrider had relocated. Varralath confirmed B’jin was home though R’nd and Ayyonth were still out. Please let Larrikith know I’m about to stop in for a minute and to sit on B’jin if he tries to escape. I’ll even save you another slice of cake.
Merry Larrikith, Varralath’s voice was almost a singsong as he reached out for the green dragon in his custom way of rhyming names to some degree. My rider is playing messenger for yours and is about to pop in. He says you can sit on B’jin if necessary though that might make opening the door for him in a few minutes difficult.
